00:00/00:00
外链地址
http://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/761cf84e8f68d77ebcbd432bbfc949b1.mp3
点击复制So Obvious (Explicit) - Pusha T/Terrence Thornton/Shondrae Crawfor/R. Anthony
I see you supplyin' the strip
I'm supplyin' the hits
These niggas been fiendin' for this sh*t
In one short year I've turned dreams to nightmares
Let the gods of the game know I'm right here
To you new muthaf**kas Buzz Lightyears
Ahead of y'all so be careful on that tightrope
I inspire all the rappers that you might quote
Lookin' down on you niggas like white folk
You're entitled to believe all your high hopes
When you can fool anybody with the right hoax
Let you sing to 'em emotionally cling to 'em
With no pillow you just sellin' a dream to 'em
Weakest niggas throwin' shots I just lean through 'em
I just laugh at 'em f**k is he doin'
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
It's so obvious in my clothes you can smell it
Take a glimpse of my life as I walk through it
Powder everywhere like I ** the chalk through it
Catty-corner penthouse as I park-view it
Hit the jackpot bullseye dart through it
Music I talk through it it's an art to it
Let the critics praise let the charts do it
As I burn through this money no thought to it
Eighty cents could save a child but I ain't up to it
I just shop through it cook and chop to it
Move Heavy D I shewop to it
We got our own thing drop the top to it
This is block music Wacka Flock to it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
It's so obvious in my clothes you can smell it
I'm so raw runnin' from the law
A ni**a got rich from what you snort through a straw
Here to raise the bar chain no flaws
Say it's whiplash when I let my neck thaw
In the two door no rims on the car
The hate is so thick you can cut it with a saw
See what I saw the best getting better
Look but can't touch I'm a muthaf**kin' leper
Q dog steppa Stomp The Yard better
K I L I'm just waiting on a letter
Oh there it is let the triple beam measure
Re-Up is the gang and we bettin' whatever
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
I just wanna flip it I just wanna sell it
It's so obvious in my clothes you can smell it